He said: "I'm late."

He Shu quickly glanced at the battlefield: "Where is the Lord?"

Xiahou Yu said: "I'm entangled with that Chehou in the north."

He Shu had previously sent Shen Tang a few boxes of Dubi clothing collected by the Jimoqiu brothers. After that, he frequently traveled between the two places. He spent half a year in Kangguo and half a year in Shenchen Zixu. He Shu was also the most familiar with Xia Houyu.

A minister of the state of Kang.

It’s just that no matter how familiar we are, we won’t easily exchange each other’s trump cards.

Xia Houyu didn't know that the thundercloud in the sky was He Shu's masterpiece.

He Shu sensed it for a moment and said, "It's not a big problem."

As long as the Lord doesn't get killed, it won't be a big problem.

"I'll finish it here."

As he said this, he had a thought in his mind.

Those alienated people seemed to be summoned by some kind of summons, and turned from the original disorderly free fighting into an orderly attack. Xiahou Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the sky.

He roughly understood what was going on.

The next breath, huge movement penetrated from the northern battlefield to the south, and a towering "city wall" with smoke and dust could be seen all the way away. There was only a ravine several feet wide and half a foot deep on the path. It was Wei Cheng who was stepping on it.

Luo San dragged it out forcefully.

"Haha, Shuzi, are you convinced?"

Dare you touch his life?

If you really want to piss him off, be careful if he digs out all the tombs of Luo San's ancestors and makes Luo San look like rice with the ashes of his ancestors!

Luo San struggled to turn his face, which was covered in blood.

His cheeks bulged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

An extreme position to turn over and break free.

He yelled: "Come on!"

His mouth was filled with blood, and he obviously suffered serious internal injuries.

"Oh, I'm still not convinced!"

Wei Cheng sneered with his white teeth shaking.

The words were chanted in the mouth, and as the words ended, a chilling wind hung on the battlefield. The wind blew over every corpse, and it was like a bone scraper on the face of the living, but it was a nourishing spring breeze when it fell on the soul. I don’t know where.

There was the sound of horse hooves.

In the dark wind, the flags fluttered.

One side, two sides, three sides... In the blink of an eye, they gathered into a black and red ocean, and countless translucent shadows floated out from the dark wind.

"Live, live—"

An obvious chattering sound of teeth can be heard.

Regardless of whether it is a whole corpse or a mutilated corpse, it is like a puppet standing up staggeringly. The headless corpse is looking for its head, its upper body is looking for its lower body, and its lower body is looking for the liver and intestines hanging on the floor. As they stand firm, the evil ghost looks like

The translucent armor slowly gathered on the body surface, forming an outline in the blink of an eye. His standing posture changed from swaying to straight and straight, all of which happened in an instant.

They made a grasping gesture, spears in hand.

Wei Cheng smiled ferociously and said: "Luo San belongs to——"

He pointed his long finger at Luo San and spat out vicious orders.

"kill!"

Luo San was so angry that he was trembling all over.

With a sweep of his round blade, he cut several Yin soldiers into two pieces. His eyes were scarlet and he said: "If you have the ability, come and do it!"

The Yin soldiers with only their upper bodies swarmed forward with a strange bounce.

Wei Cheng holds a black and white flag.

The life fire turns white: "Until death, there will be no rest! Until there is death, there will be no rest!"

Looking at the scene in the deep pit that looked like a zombie siege, Shen Tang also felt a little numb. Back then, Wei Cheng was still commanding an army of bones, and the visual impact was far less brutal than the scene in front of him. The flesh and blood of the corpses were being strangled in Luo San.

The ground beneath him turned into pulp, filling up the ground under his feet little by little, up to his ankles.

"The merits of the high priest Jimo Cong are immeasurable." The city of Wei was beheaded and beheaded by her, which was a shame to the twenty-first-class Chehous.

These Yin soldiers cannot cause much damage to Luo San's body.

But, it can kill the heart.

If there were no flaws in Luo San's character, he would not have failed to kill Shan Nian and would have lost hope of being promoted to the 20th level Chehou. As expected, a fatal flaw was exposed in the gap in Luo San's mind. The weapon in his hand was bitten by a Yin soldier, and the others were restrained.

His wrist.

Countless voices linger in my ears.

Far or near, high or low.

In a trance, he also saw the phantom of kind thoughts coincide with a certain Yin soldier, piercing the arm that lost the protection of armor with a knife. When he broke the weapon with his bare hands and shattered the surrounding Yin soldiers, Wei Cheng, the leader of the Yin soldiers, floated in front of him like a ghost.

Slap on the wound.

There was a crack and the sound of bone cracking.

Luo San rolled several times in the bloody mud.

He regained consciousness for a moment: "Do you have martial virtue?"

Wei Cheng, who succeeded in the sneak attack, took off his head, flicked off the human skin and blood clots hanging on it with his fingers, wiped it clean and put it back, saying quietly: "Martial virtue? I am virtue! Virtue is what I have the final say! I'm a kid, no matter what.

Ask again, are you convinced?"

(￣ェ￣;)

I woke up early in the morning and was told by a friend that a game I had played years ago had gone viral. We were both involved in the game at the time, and she had been playing it until recently. Looking at her crazy mental state in her circle of friends, I didn’t know if I should comfort her.

Thinking about it still doesn't comfort me.

Hey, we are really like sisters.

Every time she follows a star, she falls. She either pays taxes or sleeps. When she plays a game, she gets a thunderstorm. As for me, the more krypton gold in any game, the faster the thunderstorm. The only one who has not been beaten in these years is Jisan (gold).
Chapter completed!